Click, click...
The strong crossbow in Li Jilin's hands made a crisp sound, yet no bolt was fired, and then he understood why Chen Yang had not dodged.
"You... you... don't come any closer."
Li Jilin's face collapsed with fear, his hands trembling, and the strong crossbow slipped from his grasp onto the ground, his eyes filled with terror as he yelled in panic.
As Chen Yang approached, he staggered backward, only to stumble over the corpse of a Black Wolf Gang member and, losing his balance, fell to the ground.
A urine stench mixed with the pervasive smell of blood, and, under extreme fear, Li Jilin, the leader of the Black Wolf Gang who had dominated the Dong'an underworld for over twenty years, was so frightened that he wet himself.
